Heathers Heather Mcnamara Novels & Stories

“Heather can’t be evil—I would’ve sensed it. Then again… maybe she’s good at masking it?” “It’s possible,” I admitted. I went on to explain how the pack elder, who had visited my pack in disguise, hadn’t harmed her. Stella listened intently to every detail. “This feels off,” she said, frowning. “Damon always hated Heather. He’s convinced she’s shady because of her ties to Rosaline—the woman who gave birth to Altair’s child. He believes Heather might be a spy for Raven.” “What?” I stopped the car abruptly as we arrived at the cemetery. “Why didn’t anyone tell me this before?”

Jessica explained. “Tell me all you know about me because I am coming up blank, nothing to point towards who I am,” She exclaimed in exasperation. “With all Pleasure Ma’am,” Heather was the one who spoke this time. “There is no one who knows Heather Smith more than I do.” Then she proceeded to tell her about Heather Smith, her secrets, her fears and her source of joy, making every effort to make her believe every word even when it included damaging her emotionally and physically.

Maverick said, rubbing his meaty thigh. I settled between his legs. He wrapped his arms around me. “What do you know about Heather?” Maverick started. My heart hammered in my chest. “N-Nothing. Aside from her being Heath’s sister.” “She is. She went to school in Daciana, because it has the best facilities. She’s an Alpha’s daughter.” “We didn’t run in the same social circles. I didn’t pay attention to your crowd, and I was invisible too,” I mumbled. “Hmm, Heather was my girlfriend. It was serious.”

Her slow steps were stopped by a thin voice calling out her name. "Carella? Carella Jones?" The voice called out and she immideatly knew who the annoying voice belonged to. Heather Liffman. Or as they used to call her 'Healiff' Carella pulled on the best fake smile she can possibly make and turned towards the direction if the voice. "Heather..." "Oh my gosh...It is you. How did you know it was me?" Heather literally screamed the words and made both Carella and Mark grint their teeth.

I opened my eyes to see Tammy smiling with tears in her eyes, Teaghan was staring with a confused look on her face. “What was that?” She asked. “That is how a healer heals.” Teaghan nods her head and chuckles. “That was amazing! You’ll have to explain it to me, but incredible!” She was a little out of breath as she sat back down in the chair beside the bed. Grabbing his hand once again and kissing it. “You’re gonna be just fine, Alpha.” “You have a beautiful wolf, Teaghan. What is her name?” “Laney” She starts laughing. I look at her, in question. “Laney is strutting herself around my head while swishing her tail. Such a drama queen! We both thank you.” I chuckled along with her.

“You can stare up at the sky all you want and pretend not to hear me. I get it. What can I know? I’m just Heather’s sister. Probably the last person you want to see, but she’s been different lately. You don’t know it, but I do. She has always been a good sister. The one who followed the pack. Never made waves. Did as she was told. I don’t know if you know this, but Heather has wanted to find her mate since she was a little girl. She planned the wedding. She had this notebook of what she wanted her mate to be like. They were long stupid lists of kind and smart, but ferocious. How he would love her above everyone and everything else, because she was completely devoted to him.” “That’s not the

“I never got hit. I didn’t get starved. I was brought to the dentist when I needed it, I went to the best schools, I had clothes, a bed, a place to live. There are some people who get none of that and still have to do the sort of things I’ve done. Should I be ungrateful?” “Don’t be grateful that you didn’t get beaten. That’s a basic thing everyone deserves.” “That’s not how the world works.” “Well, it should be.” She threw the dress down in the bigger pile. “Don’t sit there and tell me that you should be grateful that someone fed you and clothed you in exchange for you murdering people. And I know it’s more than that. Getting rid of bodies… What else did he make you do?” Truly, I didn’t thin

Heather sat up and turned her head again, her eyes wide with wonder as she stared at Brandon through the darkness. “You know Mina?” “I did. I’m pretty sure I told you earlier that we met someone who mentioned you to my girlfriend, right? She said her name was Mina, and Cass got the impression she was related to you somehow. Was she?” Heather didn’t say anything for a long time, but when she did, her voice broke slightly. “She was my sister.”